Daughters Of The Moon Series Novels & Stories

"They've been breached." Before I could respond, a flash of silver light exploded through my mind. A vision. A woman stood beneath a blood-red moon, her hair white as fresh snow, silver markings glowing across her skin. Thousands of wolves surrounded her, some bowed, others attacked. Fire consumed the horizon, mountains crumbled, kingdoms fell, and above them all a voice echoed through the darkness. “When the Moon's Daughter awakens, the forgotten bloodline shall rise. The Alpha shall kneel, the kingdoms shall burn, and death shall walk beside the bond.”

We all knew we had entered a new era, and for the first time, we were truly the Blood Moon Pack. *This is the end of Book 1 of Blood and Moon. Book 2 Love and War. It will focus on Kyle and Sabrina's love. Adam and Desire will be active in it too. I hope you enjoyed Adam and Desire's story, and I hope you will read and enjoy the remaining two books. Thank you for your love and support. THEY ARE ALL STANDALONE* My next project is Luca's inferno, please follow me on social media same as my pen name. I hope to hear from all of you on Luca's Inferno ( available only on goodnovel)

Horror claws through me. Suddenly heat sears my insides, as though my body is a furnace. My knees buckle. I grip the tub, gasping. My skin burns, alive with fire, stretching, tearing, as though another self claws from within. Down the hall, Agnes’ voice carries faintly. My senses suddenly alert. Sharpened, hear her loud and clear. “Oh, my daughter had a small crescent moon birthmark on her left thigh. I used to tell her the goddess kissed her there…”

Control her. Maybe he was blinded by some amount of compassion he felt for her? But how can one even care for a monster in the first place? If this man was right about the mother daughter duo, then her mother, apparently, shares the darkness that they’ve been leaching into the town. Oliver is relishing in the lead we’ve been given. “So, where is she? Can you describe her?” “She’s a kid. Fourteen, fifteen...I don’t know. She scares the shit outta me. Everyone calls her nightmare girl.” He speaks directly to Oliver.

Behind him, Zane looked equally drained, the ritual they'd performed together having taken its toll. Before I could speak, the air thickened with divine presence. The Moon Goddess materialized, her form magnificent and terrible. Stars danced in her hair, and her eyes held universes. “You have chosen well,” she said, her voice resonating through multiple dimensions. “Few understand that true strength comes from balance, not abandonment.” Power thrummed under my skin, new and familiar all at once. Silvery marks appeared on my arms, shifting like quicksilver — the physical manifestation of my transformation. Each one told a story — of choice, of balance, of power tempered by understanding.

A sacred bloodline turned to ash. Or so they thought. _________________ The Moon’s Hidden Flame She was only thirteen. Daeira Seralyn, youngest daughter of the Alpha, was playing in the gardens that night. Chasing fireflies. Hiding from her lessons. She heard the first scream and ran. Through the gates. Into the trees. Until her lungs burned and her feet bled. Selene found her in the dark. Moonlight split the branches. The goddess knelt beside the shaking girl and pressed a glowing hand to her forehead.

Just to make sure we’re all safe and sound. Mom: (reassuringly) Alright, I’ll pack my gear and head your way. Charlie: (smiling) Thanks, Mom. I knew I could count on you. Mom: (softly) Always. Just remember, the moon is full, and we’re stronger together. Charlie: Don't tell Dad… Yet Mom: Wouldn't dream of it kiddo. Love you. Charlie: Love you too “What did she mean when she said the moon is full and we’re stronger together?” Maya asked.

He glanced at me with a slight flush. With a patient smile, Elder Roz rocked back and forth in her chair again as she began. “Long ago, the Moon Goddess lived in the darkest reaches of the skies where nothing else lived. She journeyed far and wide, looking for her soulmate. She turned to face the empty void and wondered where her love could be.” Rem’s thoughts turned to the typical science of how everything came into existence, but he voiced nothing. He was trying to remain respectful.

“When I drew my first breath under the Blood Moon, the Moon Goddess marked me with light. I became the Moonbound, and through me, her children obeyed. Yet the power was never mine… it flowed through me, not from me. The bond is fragile, woven not through strength but through lineage. When my blood ceases, the bond shall shatter, and the four will slumber in anguish until my blood returns to breathe beneath her gaze once more. They shall awaken when the lost blood walks under a false moon, and the Moonbound trembles with divided hearts. Only she—the Daughter of the Moonbound—shall call them by name, and they shall answer. Her voice shall soothe their rage; her light shall mend their broken sp

I repeat him as I help him to the couch. "Well, technically you and everyone else with your ability. In the book, it's called the Daughters of the Moon Goddess. It talked about how they communicate with her because of a spiritual link. It runs in very few family lines, and that's talking about hundreds of years ago. Really, they couldn't emphasize enough on how rare it is, but it's there overall." I smile. "Yes, as a myth." "But it's not a myth, you and your grandmother are living proof," he says excitedly.